Short Story Sunday 259: Look

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“What do you see?”

Cory narrowed his eyes. He thought about what he saw. He thought real hard. Nothing was coming to mind though. He didn’t want her to think he was stupid, but there wasn’t anything that was popping into his head on what it could possibly look like.

“Hello?” Lucy piped up again.

“I’m thinking.” Cory hissed.

Lucy smirked. “You’re not supposed to think about it. That’s the whole point of ink blots. There’s no right or wrong answer.”

“I know, you’ve told me that plenty of times already. But just let me think.” Cory repeated.

Lucy rolled her eyes and put the card face-down on her lap. “No, I’m going to move onto the next one. Do not think about it at all. I’m going to show you and I want you to tell me the first thing that comes into your mind. I’ll give you five seconds.”

“But–”

“Are you ready?”

Cory sighed. “Fine.”

Lucy held up the next card. “5… 4… 3… 2… 1 and done.” She laid the card face down in her lap on top of the previous one. “Alright, so what did it look like to you?”

“A butt.” Cory replied without any hesitation.

“A butt?!” Lucy exclaimed. She picked up the card and turned it over so she could see. “You can’t be serious.”

“Hey, you told me to say the first thing that came to my mind when I saw it and it looks like a butt to me.” Cory defended himself.

Lucy stared at him with a horrific expression.

“Alright, fine, you tell me what it looks like to you then.” Cory challenged her.

“I believe it looks like a fountain with the water cascading down.” Lucy explained.

Cory shook his head. “No, see, that’s ridiculous. It’s clearly a butt.”

“I have no idea how you see a butt.”

“I have no idea how you see a water fountain.”

“There’s no right or wrong answer. It can be a water fountain if I believe it is.” Lucy stated.

“Ah-ha!” Cory exclaimed. “If there are no right or wrong answers, then it can be a butt if I believe it is!”

Lucy sighed. “Yeah, but…”

“Yes, butt.”

Lucy shot him a glare. Then she looked back at the ink blot. “I see something beautiful. How can you not?”

“You see something beautiful?” Cory repeated in disbelief. “How can you see something beautiful in a big black blob in the shape of a butt?”

“Okay,” Lucy sighed. “I think we’re done here for today.” She stacked the used cards and remaining ones neatly on her lap and then stood up heading for her desk.

“Done? We only wen through four cards. You have plenty more, I can see that much.” Cory said. He stood up and followed Lucy to her desk.

“Yes, but maybe we can pick this up next time. I think I’ve had all I can take.” Lucy replied. She smiled at him but Cory knew what that smile meant.

“I’m looking at your smile and do you know what I see?” Cory asked wagging a finger in her face.

“What do you see?” she asked still smirking.

“I see your mind and it’s thinking I’m pretty stupid.”

“Not stupid, Cory. Ridiculous, maybe, but certainly not stupid.”

Words: 549

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